runnin' threw a check

fo

we smoking dope

it's dope!

ha?

bitch

i'm runnin' through a check

boy

i'm runnin' through a check

got the haters upset

'cause they know i'm up next

can't love no thot 'cause i know she gon' stretch

and i'm stackin' my guap

so you know i'm gon' flex

bitch

i'm runnin' through a check

boy

i'm runnin' through a check

got the haters upset

'cause they know i'm up next

can't love no bop 'cause i know she gon' stretch

and i'm stackin' my guap

so you know i'm gon' flex

i already got money

but i need extra cash

i should shop at a gym with my flexing ass

my hitters on dummy with they reckless ass

i'm in that foreign

going extra fast

my swag on point

is that why they mad?

i fucked yo bitch

oops

my bad

my niggas don't play

they hotheads

i know they with it

they shoot opps dead

i can't wife no thot 'cause i know these hoes be going

but you ain't gotta tell me 'cause i'm already knowing

the way that they jump dick to dick

you would think they touring

my name ring bells

bitch

i got mo' juice than orange

bitch

i'm runnin' through a check

boy

i'm runnin' through a check

got the haters upset

'cause they know i'm up next

can't love no thot 'cause i know she gon' stretch

and i'm stackin' my guap

so you know i'm gon' flex

bitch

i'm runnin' through a check

boy

i'm runnin' through a check

got the haters upset

'cause they know i'm up next

can't love no bop 'cause i know she gon' stretch

and i'm stackin' my guap

so you know i'm gon' flex

bitch

i'm runnin' through them bands

smoking dope by the gram

tc my fam

know he blowing like a fan

if i catch a opp

he get fanned

up the pole and he ran

every day

a body drop

guess this shit'll never end

i got hitters on deck and my shorties on s

my clique tote tec's

so bitch nigga

don't test

from a thot i want a neck

i ain't tryna have sex

pull up in that 'vet

than pull off in that 'lex

ayy

bitch i'm flexing

i'm flexing

i ball out

finessing

my weapon's a fn

i shoot shots through vests

ayy

bitch i'm flexing

i'm flexing

i ball out

finessing

my weapon's a fn

i shoot shots through vests

bitch

i'm runnin' through a check

boy

i'm runnin' through a check

got the haters upset

'cause they know i'm up next

can't love no thot 'cause i know she gon' stretch

and i'm stackin' my guap

so you know i'm gon' flex

bitch

i'm runnin' through a check

boy

i'm runnin' through a check

got the haters upset

'cause they know i'm up next

can't love no bop 'cause i know she gon' stretch

and i'm stackin' my guap

so you know i'm gon' flex